My first week of holiday just passed. Didn’t do much. Spent the first few days after exam at university and watched drama. After i came back home three days ago, i was just sleeping, eating, playing some outdated computer games, read a few pages of book, cleaned my room and all the normal routine for a lazy man.
Don’t have to rush for deadlines. Don’t have to stress myself with any university work. And don’t have to face the computer for half the day. With no responsibility, i started to think about the things i would do when i am free. None. I realised that i don’t know what to do. Yes. There are so many things that i can do. Like trip? Or maybe computer games? Or even books to read? I don’t feel like doing anything. No, it’s not that i don’t want to anything. I am too lazy to do them even though they are all seem interesting. While i am just sitting down there, i started to think again. Of how much time i have wasted on just sitting and staring. And the cycle goes on and on.
So, i am lazy to do anything but at the same time, i feel regret for the time that i have wasted doing nothing. Am i going crazy already? Or i am just suffering from some post-exam psychotic disorder? I don’t know. And i am so lazy to write this entry. But i still manage to write my thoughts down.
I don’t know. I don’t know.